Stay Safe

It is less than ten minutes away from the second building of Xiao Jin's house to the open-air cafe.

During these ten minutes, Xiao Jin turned around a few thoughts.

For a while, I was worried about whether I had misunderstood the meaning of Wooden Pillow Creek. It was only accidental that Wooden Pillow Creek appeared in the open-air cafe for several days on a working day. She just liked to have breakfast there - although Wooden Pillow Creek was even more Get used to eating Chinese breakfast instead of Western, but what if? Going rashly by himself instead startled the snake, what should Muzhenxi deliberately not go to the cafe in order to avoid her in the future? Didn't I miss the chance to see her every morning?

After a while, she comforted herself, she understood the wooden pillow stream, once or twice may be accidental, three or four times is not necessarily, not to mention the fifth time, if she doesn't go, she will live up to the expectations of wooden pillow stream.

The two villains were fighting frantically, and Dr. Xiao, who had always kept himself indifferent, stopped three times in a short period of time, and only then did the outdoor seating of the outdoor cafe appear in his field of vision.

Fortunately, the rainy season in Lincheng is not long and the winter is dry, otherwise the tables and chairs outside would have been taken away long ago.

Xiao Jin saw at a glance the wooden pillow stream who was sitting outside drinking coffee like a few days ago. Today, she still wears a thin trench coat under her shirt. She needs to be graceful and not warm. The color is dark blue, and this blue is not the kind of dark and deep Blue, but like the blue and green seawater of the Aegean coast under the bright sun, clear and bright, eye-catching.

In a nutshell... Xiao Jin silently passed a word in his mind: Sao.

It made the heart beat faster.

Immediately afterwards, the smile that came to his mouth turned into nervousness.

Xiao Jin stood still, looked himself up and down, checked the neckline, sleeves, ankles, and heels, took a deep breath, and walked over.

It's life or death, it's up to you this time.

As soon as she adjusted her mentality of seeing death as home, she stopped and thought again: bah bah bah, this kind of mental activity is wrong. She should treat herself as a casual passer-by and maintain a peaceful state of mind.

When Xiao Jin lost her memory, she saw Muzhenxi copying the scriptures. Although she didn't know why, she suddenly remembered at this moment and felt that she also needed to copy the scriptures. It's not that she didn't copy it before. After a year of copying, she gradually thought about it, and she didn't copy it again.

Mu Zhenxi raised his wrist and looked at his watch, with a hint of anxiety in his eyebrows, it was already 8:30, and Xiao Jin's car had not passed. Are you up late today?

The icy cold wind came in mercilessly from the collar of the two-buttoned shirt, and the wooden pillow stream resisted the urge to shrink, and the icy hands held up the hot coffee together, absorbing a little warmth.

The sound of the heels tapping on the bluestone floor tiles came from the ear. This pace was no different from the walking of most women, but Muzhenxi glanced back in a strange way, never looked away again, and unconsciously licked his lower lip.

Fog blue wool knit, dark camel waist trench coat, light gray striped skirt, nearly ten centimeters of stiletto heels.

The long light brown hair is pinned to one side, revealing beautiful geometric square red agate earrings.

Xiao Jin walked over from the other side of the road.

Muzhenxi's heart couldn't help beating wildly, and he quickly lowered his eyes, returning his eyes to the coffee cup.

Xiao Jin didn't drive to work today? How did she change her way?

She was not mentally prepared at all.

After these two thoughts passed through Mu Zhenxi's mind, he lost his ability to think. Then she didn't know what she was thinking. Before Xiao Jin came over, she quickly got up and flashed into the room.

It was only a few meters away from Wooden Pillow Creek, and I planned to meet by chance in a while, but Xiao Jin pretended not to look sideways and didn't see her: "..."

There are also coffee cups and cup holders left over from Pillow Creek on the seats.

Xiao Jin: "???"

Could it be that he was wrong? Didn't Wooden Pillow Stream want to see her at all? I just fell in love with this cafe by accident and stayed here every day.

Xiao Jin stood dumbfounded, suddenly not knowing what to do.

follow up? Or leave as if nothing happened?

Xiao Jin was in a dilemma again.

In the middle of the room in Wooden Pillow Creek, he half-covered his face with the menu, and watched Xiao Jin's movements through the glass. One of the waiters at the counter saw her and wanted to come up to ask. Another teller who was familiar with Muxianxi pulled him, and Muxianxi was watching secretly.

Xiao Jin has been playing with her mobile phone for more than a minute. She doesn't know what message she is replying to. She just saw that she has not? Muzhenxi guessed that if he saw it, wouldn't the back of his escape look weird?

She thought for a while, then straightened her waist suddenly, and thought strangely: Why should I hide? Isn't it just a cup of coffee that happens occasionally? What's the big deal, is she a flood or a beast, are you hiding like this?

Xiao Jin's guess was half right and half wrong, half right was that Muzhenxi really wanted to see her; half wrong was that it wasn't a date, just simply looking at her car, looking at the blurry inside through the car glass The figure, if Xiao Jin can see her, she can leave a better-looking self in her eyes.

The word dating is still too heavy for the current wooden sleeper stream.

But no matter what, the two still had a brief intersection outside the cafe, even if one of them was inside and the other was outside, they were both engaged in complex psychological struggles.

After a minute.

Wooden Pillow Creek stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiao Jin put away the phone that didn't light up at all, adjusted the straps of the satchel on his shoulders, and looked up at the door of the cafe.

Just met at the door.

The two looked at each other quietly for a while, and a strange feeling surged in the air.

The teller at the front desk looked at the two of them, and didn't make a sound to disturb them.

Wooden Pillow Creek once again offered the barren opening remarks: "What a coincidence."

She didn't hide.

Xiao Jin's eyes were bent without a trace.

Wooden Pillow Creek thoughtfully gave her a space for her to pass, and asked softly, "Are you here to buy coffee?"

He also took the initiative to talk to himself.

Xiao Jin could no longer control the corners of her mouth that rose. She pursed her lips, trying her best to maintain a calm expression, and said, "Yes." But her voice was unbelievably soft, and it still revealed one percent of her heart. of tenderness.

Wooden Pillow Stream said naturally, "I've had a drink here several times, and I recommend you to drink a latte."

Xiao Jin couldn't help but raise his tone and said, "Okay."

There was a lovely tone at the end of the sentence, which ran out of her mouth involuntarily.

Wooden Pillow Creek couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Jin habitually raised his hand and touched his ear, and when he came across the exaggerated geometric earrings, he took it back. She rarely wears this type of earrings, usually with long earlines and small but delicate earrings.

Wooden Pillow Creek noticed her ears with her movements, and she noticed it just outside the cafe. It was very different from her usual dress, and the tone of the whole person was a little warmer.

Muzhenxi looked at her earrings and praised her sincerely: "These earrings are very beautiful and match you very well."

Xiao Jin was instantly elated, and this time she took a light breath, barely able to keep her smile from becoming too bright, and accepted the compliment modestly: "Thank you."

Xiao Jin was waiting for coffee, and it was not easy to leave the wooden pillow stream first, and she did not want to miss the hard-won opportunity.

The earrings were all praised, and the wooden pillow stream simply praised the clothes she wore today, from the fabric to the style, from the color to the matching. Rao is that Xiao Jin has always been calm. Facing her sweetheart's 360-degree praise, she still couldn't help blushing, but she didn't interrupt, she liked to listen.

I like to listen to the low but sweet voice of Wooden Pillow Creek, and I like to hear her praise herself.

"Your coffee is ready." Facing the ambiguous situation between the two beauties, the teller was not so understanding.

Wooden Pillow Creek stopped the topic and sighed softly in his heart, without showing it on his face, and said, "Let's go?"

"Yeah." Xiao Jin lowered his eyes lightly, hiding the flash of loss.

After leaving the cafe, Muzhenxi put both hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and looked at the road next to her. Xiao Jin was holding coffee in both hands to warm her hands. Reposition one hand.

Seeing it, Mu Zhenxi wanted to help her carry her bag, but the relationship between the two seemed to be a bit out of line.

Xiao Jin lowered his head and took a sip of hot coffee.

Muzhenxi looked at the fork in front of her. She and Xiao Jin went to work in two directions. No matter why Xiao Jin didn't drive today, at least they would be separated at the next intersection. By the way, today...

Muzhenxi said, "Why didn't you drive to work today?"

Xiao Jin lied without changing his face: "Send it for maintenance."

Xiao Jin thought: So you know that I drive to work every day, so do you also know that I look at you from the car every day?

Wooden Pillow Creek said, "So that's how it is."

She thought: Do I have to continue driving to work tomorrow?

Xiao Jin watched her out of the corner of his eyes, and said tentatively, "Actually, I don't think it's very convenient to drive to work. Driving every day is very tiring. There is a direct subway from here to the university town. I'm considering whether to take it later. Go to the subway, what do you think?"

Muzhenxi didn't dare to think so, she said, "It's fine for you to decide." She turned to look at Xiao Jin's neck shrank in her clothes in the cold wind, paused, and suggested, "It's so cold now, There is heating in the car, so let’s drive to work, and when the weather gets a little warmer, you can take the subway instead.”

Xiao Jin gave a soft "um" and thought suspiciously: Are you caring about me?

Wooden Pillow Creek turned his face back, looked straight ahead, and said lightly, "Remember to tie a scarf when you go out in the future."

Xiao Jin had already determined that she was caring about herself, so she raised her eyebrows, restrained a little, and asked, "Why don't you wear them?"

Wooden pillow creek shrugged: "I'm in better health than you."

Xiao Jin choked.

She couldn't refute it. During the time when the two lived together, she had fully shown to Wooden Pillow Creek how bad her health was.

Wooden Pillow Creek smiled softly.

The voice was too soft, and it was crushed by the wind and sent into his ears. Xiao Jin couldn't be sure, and held his breath, wanting to hear it again.

Can't hear it anymore.

Muzhenxi stomped in footsteps, turned around, and stared at Xiao Jin seriously.

Xiao Jin was taken aback by her solemn expression, and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Muzhenxi said, "Didn't you restore your memory? What is the reason for your headache?" Muzhenxi can ignore other things, and can ignore it because the relationship is no longer close, but this matter can't be seen ten years ago. Node, too sensitive, she has only been slow to connect until now.

Mu Zhenxi's eyes were sharp and he asked, "What serious illness did you have that year?"

Xiao Jin couldn't hide, and looked directly into her eyes. After a long time, he smiled lightly and said, "I'm not sick, just a normal migraine. I lied to you before."

Muzhenxi was stunned and said, "What?"

Xiao Jin said: "I lost my memory at that time, and all I could think about was that I must stay by your side, plus I had a migraine problem. You said that all those who read the Ph.D. are bald, and I am not bald because of stress. The brain has to bear it. When I have a migraine, half of it is a real headache, and half of it is so painful, but it's not that you don't know, my daughter is delicate and weak. "

Wooden Pillow Creek frowned and said, "That's it?"

Xiao Jin tilted his head and asked back with a smile, "Otherwise?"

Mu Zhenxi vaguely felt that something was wrong. Before Xiao Jin was so painful, it was absolutely impossible to fake it, but it made sense to hear her say that. Everyone suffers from different levels of pain. It is normal to be unbearable.

but…

Wooden pillow creek frowned lightly, thinking as he walked.

"Okay, here we are." Xiao Jin's voice interrupted her train of thought. Wooden pillow stream stopped and found that he had reached the crossroads.

Xiao Jin went to the subway station to the right and crossed the road to the company to work at the company.

The two said their goodbyes politely at the crossroads.

In addition to causing commotion in the company these days with Muzhenxi, Xiao Jin also caused a heated discussion in the class. The students gossip to their heart's content in the class group without a teacher, and came to the same conclusion: Spring is here, and everything will recover. , it is the season of animal mating.

After Mu Zhenxi said goodbye to Xiao Jin, thinking about Xiao Jin's previous performance when he had a headache, his expression was rather absent-minded.

There is a new interpretation in the group.

Small gossip groups within the company.

- Colleague 1: Did Sister Mu show off today?

- Colleague 2: It's a joke

- Colleague 4: It's a joke

- Colleague 5: +1

- Colleague 1: Did Mu Jie wear Pinru's clothes today?

- Colleague 2: Wear it

- Colleague 4: Wasn't she living in Pinru's wardrobe recently?

Colleague 5678 is hilarious.

- Colleague 1: Colleague 3, where is the Corgi girl? colleague 3

- Colleague 3: I was educated by the boss last time, don't let me go to work in the future, I dive

- Colleague 1: Don't be in a hurry to dive, we are not your group, we can't get first-hand information, if you dive, what are we going to discuss?

Sister Corgi glanced at Wooden Pillow Stream, who was staring at the computer in a daze, through the glass, and typed on the WeChat chat interface of the computer:

- Colleague 3: She doesn't seem to be in a particularly good mood today

- Colleague 1: ah ah ah who made our goddess unhappy! I'm going to tear it up!

- Colleague 2: When did you become a goddess with Sister Mu? ? ? Is it my goddess?

- Colleague 3: Is this the time to discuss this? ! Isn't the point why you're not happy?

- Colleague 2: Such a difficult task is up to you! colleague 3

- Colleague 3: [I leave slowly.gif]

However, as one of the "confidants" of the wooden pillow stream, and she was fortunate to have slaughtered her colleagues before the wooden pillow stream became diligent and thrifty, she still took on this glorious and arduous task during the lunch break when she went to the cafeteria to eat. .

After finishing the dishes, Sister Keji sat across from the wooden pillow stream and asked, "Sister Mu, did you encounter any troubles today?"

Wooden Pillow Creek didn't lift his head and said, "No."

Corgi scooped a mouthful of rice with a spoon, poured the soup on it, and continued to ask, "Then how do I see you looking so gloomy?"

Wooden Pillow Creek raised her eyes and looked at her. Sister Corgi squeezed out an understanding smile.

Wooden Pillow Creek slowed down the movement of eating, and said thoughtfully, "It's not unhappy, it's just that I have a question in my heart."

Sister Corgi tried her best to appear very calm, like a flower of interpretation, and asked gently, "What is the question?"

Mu Zhenxi had something hidden in her heart, so she didn't pay much attention to her tone, and said, "You know neural migraine, right?"

"I know, I have it," Sister Corgi lamented, "it just killed me when I had an attack."

Muzhenxi immediately asked, "Does it hurt?"

Sister Corgi didn't answer, she first stared at her in surprise, and said indignantly: "Don't you have it?" As a small employee, she has this problem because of the pressure. How can someone like Wooden Pillow Stream be healthy? It's not fair!

Wooden pillow creek hides the knife in a smile: "I'm so stupid and lazy that my brain hurts, does that count?"

Corgi's sister gave up in a second, and answered honestly: "Actually, it's okay, it's not particularly painful. I usually take a painkiller and lie down and sleep."

Muzhenxi: "Then why does a friend of mine hurt so much, that's the kind of..." She gestured with her hands, and her face, which had always had no big expressions, became very vivid at the same time, for fear that she couldn't describe it, "The pain is dying. Same as before."

Corgi girl: "Uh..."

Mu Zhenxi clasped his hands together and looked at her expectantly.

Sister Corgi felt a huge pressure and said bravely: "...this, it varies from person to person, some people will really hurt a lot."

Wooden Pillow Creek let go, his expression returned to normal, and he lowered his head and continued to eat lunch.

She shouldn't think about getting some reliable answers from Corgi sister.

Corgi girl asked weakly: "Boss, is your friend a man or a woman?" Judging from her performance just now, she must have a lot to do with Muzhenxi!

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Female."

Sister Corgi gave a wow in her heart, and tilted more than half of the straight and curved balance of Wooden Pillow Creek, and asked in a tentative tone, "Age?"

Wooden Pillow Creek: "Tsk."

Sister Corgi said quickly and earnestly: "My mother is a doctor. I'll ask more clearly. I'll ask you when I get home."

Wooden Pillow Creek had changed his mind and said, "...Forget it."

I've been to the hospital twice before, and I can't even see anything in the film the doctor took. What's the use of dictating it?

There are only two possibilities. First, what Xiao Jin said was true, and she was worrying and thinking wildly; second, Xiao Jin was lying to her, but so what? Don't say that she has no position to ask now, even if there is, with Xiao Jin's character, she has her reasons for lying, and it is her decision that no one can control.

But Wooden Pillow Creek couldn't completely forget about it.

Going upstairs after lunch, there is still some time before going to work in the afternoon, Mu Xianxi put a U-shaped pillow on his neck, leaned on the office chair and closed his eyes to rest in peace, the back and forth in his mind were all Xiao Jinyun talking to her with a light smile. .

- I'm not sick, it's just a normal migraine, I lied to you before.

When it was time for work, the corgi girl looked at the wooden pillow creek, who seemed to be wrinkling her brows in her sleep, patted her shoulder lightly, and reminded her in her ear: "Boss? Boss? Go to work."

Wooden Pillow Creek woke up suddenly.

The corgi girl was taken aback by her terrified eyes.

Above his head is the dazzling incandescent lamp in the office. Muxinxi's consciousness returned to reality, pinched the aching eyebrows, and said apologetically, "I had a nightmare, I'm sorry."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Muzhenxi answered a phone call. Grandma Peng Yongchao asked her if she was free to go to the house for a meal. A relative in her hometown gave her some local specialties from her hometown for her to taste. Muzhenxi agreed, but he said hello to grandma Peng Yongchao in advance: "I guess I have to get off work overtime and get off work around eight o'clock, will it be too late?"

Grandma Peng Yongchao said: "No, no, Xiaochao just happens to be studying on his own next night, so he can eat with us."

Muzhenxi said, "Okay, Grandma Peng, I'll be there later."

Grandma Peng Yongchao is the heart disease patient that Muzhenxi helped two years ago. She underwent heart bypass surgery. Now her body is still strong. Peng Yongchao was blocked by the gangster last time. In the courtyard, with the help of Muzhenxi, he successfully deceived his grandmother, and now he is alive and well.

Muzhenxi drove to Grandma Peng Yongchao's house after work this day, passed the supermarket, and went in to buy some gifts. She has been here many times in the past two years, and every time Grandma Peng said to her, "The conditions are poor and the reception is poor."

Wooden pillow stream walked in and smiled: "Grandma Peng, if you say that again, I won't be able to come back next time."

As he said that, he put a box of yogurt and bird's nest in his hand in the corner.

Grandma Peng made some excuses like "spending money" again, but Muxianxi didn't take it to heart at all. She smelled the aroma of the food, interrupted the old man's chatter, and urged with a smile, "When Xiaochao comes back, the food will be served. Not yet."

The old man was so forgetful that he was interrupted by the wooden pillow stream, and hurried into the kitchen to work.

Muzhenxi doesn't consider himself an outsider. He sits on the sofa and turns on the TV to watch it slowly. The TV is an old model more than ten years ago and cannot be on-demand. .

Muzhenxi just watched TV like this, without showing any impatience or anxiety, but with relish, Grandma Peng came out of the kitchen halfway, handed an apple to her, and said, "Put your stomach first."

Wooden pillow creek raised his head and smiled sweetly: "Thank you grandma."

This sentence removed all the surnames, and Grandma Peng smiled blindly.

At a quarter past nine, the ping bells clattered in the corridor, and Muzhenxi plucked his ears and knew that Peng Yongchao had returned. It's not that he is still naughty, but that Grandma Peng is getting old and her ears are not very good, so she can hear him coming back.

The key was turned, the door was pushed open, Peng Yongchao jumped in with a one-shoulder schoolbag on his back, and shouted, "Grandma, I'll be back—"

The remaining half was caught in his throat.

The wooden pillow stream sitting on the sofa turned to look at him with a half-smile.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys also know that they love beauty, especially in front of the opposite sex, even if that opposite **** is an older sister. Peng Yongchao straightened his messy hands and feet, stood up straight, nodded, and said calmly, "Sister Mu."

Wooden Pillow Creek raised an eyebrow.

Peng Yongchao closed the door, put down his schoolbag, and walked to the kitchen to inform his grandma.

One more soup to go.

Peng Yongchao sat on the other end of the sofa, looked cautiously at Wooden Pillow Stream, and said, "Grandma called you for dinner?"

Wooden Pillow Creek hummed.

After all, Peng Yongchao and Muzhenxi are different from men and women. They are not siblings. They are not as natural as ordinary people when they get along.

Peng Yongchao woke up like a dream, and quickly got up and took his schoolbag, rummaged in it, turned over all the test papers he could find, spread them out and folded them neatly, and handed them over to Muxianxi: "This is my latest test scores.”

Wooden Pillow Creek temporarily put it aside and said, "You don't have to be so nervous."

Peng Yongchao rubbed his hands together and said, "I, am I nervous?"

Wooden Pillow Creek said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Peng Yongchao smiled dryly and said, "I seem to be a little nervous." He suddenly staggered his eyes and said, "Sister Mu, you seem to be dressed very well today? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Wooden Pillow Creek was taken aback and said, "No."

How could even a teenage furry child see that her heart was starting to get restless again?

Peng Yongchao glanced in the direction of the kitchen, Grandma Peng turned her back to him, and said, "Don't be embarrassed, I understand, many girls in love in our school are like you, dressed in fancy dress."

Wooden Pillow Creek picked up the magazine on the table and knocked it gently on his forehead.

Peng Yongchao smiled innocently: "Hehe."

However, her words reminded Wooden Pillow Creek of some old things that she had never noticed before.

When she was in school, Xiao Jin chased her, and when she hadn't discovered the other party's intention, Xiao Jin dressed better every time, and even asked her specifically, do you think I'm so good-looking? It made Muxianxi very inexplicable. They are both girls. What are they doing to dress up for themselves every day? It's like a peacock with a cloak.

It turned out to be so.

Wooden Pillow Creek chuckled softly.

Peng Yongchao: "Sister Mu?"

Mu Zhenxi smiled and said sternly, "It's nothing." After a while, his eyes couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Peng Yongchao scratched the back of his head in confusion.

Grandma Peng came out with the soup and greeted, "It's time to eat."

The siblings got up from the sofa at the same time and helped arrange the tableware. Peng Yongchao has passed his eighteenth birthday, and in some senses he is already the head of the family. He said that in order to accompany the wooden pillow stream, he took out a bottle of wine hidden in the house, took a few sips, and expressed his solemnity. , Wooden pillow Creek can't drink while driving, and use tea instead of wine.

Before leaving, Grandma Peng stuffed two soothing sachets into Muxianxi's hands. This place is an urban village, and the law and order is not good. Peng Yongchao is responsible for sending the wooden pillow stream to the parking place.

The young man was too drunk, and when he was brought to the car, he began to show his true feelings, tears welling up. Later, he said that Muzhenxi saved his grandmother and his family, and then he was doing cows and horses. It hurt a lot, and hurriedly kicked him away.

She drove away from here, now the moon is white and the wind is clear, and when the wooden pillow stream is waiting for the red light, she looks up at the night sky from the open skylight, and she is in a good mood.

Thinking of Peng Yongchao's grandparents, he showed a shallow smile.

Muzhenxi didn't tell Peng Yongchao that when she was desperate back then, a stranger saw herself crying at the end of the corridor, like a **** descending, and extended a helping hand to her. Although Grandma Muzhenxi failed to wait for the fourth chemotherapy in the end, it also allowed her to live an extra month.

Giving people roses, the fragrance in her hands, she just passed on that kindness.

It was past eleven o'clock when Mu Zhenxi went home. She now follows the old schedule and goes to bed after taking a bath. After being frozen in the cold wind for six days in a row, Muzhenxi woke up in the morning with a sore throat and caught a cold unexpectedly.

I got sick like a mountain, so I got up groggy and went to the company, and when I saw the open-air cafe, I was hiding.

Xiao Jin drove by for two days in a row and didn't see Muxianxi, and was quite disappointed, until the third day she brushed into Yin Xiaoli's circle of friends.

[My best friend caught a cold and had a high fever. I was out of town, and there was no one to take care of her [sigh] [picture] [picture]]

There are two pictures, one is Muzhenxi wearing a mask, his face is pale, and he is covering himself tightly; the other is a thermometer, which shows a fever of 39c.

Xiao Jin: "!!"